"I love you and you have a special place in my heart for you were with me through my ups and downs."
friend·ship
\ˈfren(d)-ˌship\
noun: a relationship with someone whose been with you through your ups and downs. Through you strengths and weaknesses and most of all, accepted you for who you are.
I need to finish this right now. Lots of customers arrived since early in the morning for it was a winter holiday today. The frosted air spiking up howling sick trees as they make hollow ice upon it's feather-like leaves.
Wiping up the wet plates, spoons, forks, and crystaline curved-up glasses. I accomplished my task. Cold was felt in every inch of a magnum.
A bead of sweat coming from my forehead fell right beside my temple and I wiped it away off-guard. It made me feel conscious though I don't have any valid excuses right now. All of my hard work, perseverance, strength, power, and courage is specifically for us. For Him.
Tapping the faucet off, I deeply inhaled as I try to meditate whilst resting both of my hands onto the sink's border and slightly tilting my head for a better position of the thing you called rest.
I barely noticed. The days became cold and life became more bold and dull, making it lifeless. But when he's with me, the fire starts to ignite again and it burns like a flaming phoenix that makes the heat of my heart more and more alive.
A sudden murder of words whimpered around my head making my skull lifeless and weightless as I am to aim a special goal to a very special someone.
I'll make sure everything is perfect for him. Maybe miserable for me but when he's happy, I'm happy.
"Hey Aly!"
I want the best for him and to seal and make sure he'll have the best future with m-
My thoughts has been wheat sliced the moment our cashier whereas I could call her, my childhood bestfriend, shouted at me. What a pleasant suprise from a meditating session.
I'm disturbed at a very peaceful moment.
"Alyanah!"
Rye. Rye Sprouse. The devastating voice of my bestfriend suddenly banged through my ear canal irritating it. She always makes my world go round as if she's gonna go wild and could make a typhoon with the use of her warlock voice.
I turned around from the dishwashing area to the big sqaure window where Rye and I could both communicate.
The only sight I always comfort to see here in this zone is the ethereal features of her face with that white laced hair from the middle part of her trace to the end of her hem. Her eybrows were knitted lightly while her eyelashes are simply curved. Her lips were naturally pout-formed. And her perfect attitude is worth dying for.
"What?!" I screamed at her only to find myself mixed with cuteness and cringe filled with it. It's so funny I can't get rid at her awful energy while everybody does, well for me it's her signature personality. That's why I falled for her hard. Not literally.
Ew.
But the time those innocent eyes looked deeply inside my soul. The message of her face dictates me to feel like there's gonna be real hell to me.
I pinched my forehead as I already hypothesised what words would come out of that precious tounge of hers.
"Another round of plates!"
She dissapeared from her position and suddenly came up inside my working area and brought me a tower of plates. To-be washed plates.
Oh Earth, I thought.
Staring at a mountain of unwashed dishes, I looked at my watch for a time check.
5:37 pm.
Life, tell me why do you need to be so cruel. It's already Edward's out and I'm not even at home to cook him a simple dish. O god.
"Manager said, if you will take this shift, you could have double salary this month since there are so many customers," Chi reassured me, a smile splattered onto her face.
Wow, she still doesn't get me that I need to go home and do crap around the flat for Edward.
"What about Edw-"
"Shh. I know he can handle himself already. And besides, he's already grown up, sometimes he needs to taste what he cooks." A smirk came running to her doe eyes as she winked and tried to convince me to stay.
Her charm attacks my heart. She'll definetely take a lot of money if she said she only needed some. The heck.
"But I-"
"You told me you want everything for him right? And this is a once over a year moment, so can't your relationship wait 'til tomorrow or perhaps later? I guess?" Rye muttered straight, sounding more like a question.
I don't know. Edward is the must of the musts for me. I can't just let him slip a meal because of this, that's nonsense.
"If it's for Edward, then I'll-"
"Only for him, but not for yourself, huh? You know what? That's the problem, you love that person so much you don't even fucking care for yourself anymore." A clear stern tone coming from my bestfriend's voice was audibly heard.
She doesn't even know I'm already full with Edward's little smile. He's my angel. He makes me feel alive when everybody doesn't.
"Maybe, just maybe, it's my own kind of vision in love? And that's what makes me happy, whenever he's happy." I told her with a gentle tone followed by an innocent smile. It's true. He does.
He really does.
"Whatever. Do your work and get some rest at home, you idiot." Rye rolled her eyes before going out of my place smashing the door to it's respected rectangle. She always disagreees with me everytime I began becoming selfless.
The heck.
"What a perfect bestfriend material," I silently taught myself.
I'm very proud of myself I found this girl.
"Hey I heard that!" She shouted at me from the other side of the wall. Wow, her auditory system is kinda strange. Does she have an ear of an elephant with a breed of a dog?
Cute, I thought.
I'm so lucky to have you.
You're one of a kind.
I hope you know that.
